Take my hand.
But let it be the left one.
And if you’ll do that, please
give me
a bottle of oxygen.
my heart, remember I haven’t signed
a will for organ donation.
to send chills down my spine,
I demand for a warm quilt.
can be a hard thing to do.
I need food.
by all means,
if you want to see me burned
and bashed.
lost in my magic,
I can recommend a good shrink,
be gone with the hallucinations!
They love also clichés.
And poems.
Of love.
4 comments:
"Take my hand.
But let it be the left one."
Closer to your heart?
I liked this.
You are different.
No...I'm right-handed, that's why, Kutuharju:))
It's good that we all are different from each other.
Here is really the point indeed, I mean really. You are a genius.
A genius, well, I couldn't say that...but nice of you to say it:))
Heh.
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